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Sunglasses & Advil

Horseshoe G.A.N.G

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Last night was mad real, haha Pound sign, true story [Verse 1: Iceman] Last night, I don’t remember shit All I remember is that I don’t remember shit Empty bottles, empty vows Plenty models, ran plenty miles In , you would think I’m running a relay Teenage girls passing my baton to they team mates I’m buzzing like a muhfucking beehive I’m faded like my junior high levi’s And the rest is all black She recognize me, but I ain’t recognize back Head thumping, nose all stuffed Bed covered with some hoes I don’t trust Kinda scary cause all I see is her clothes, scattered But I don’t see no condoms on the floor,or wrappers Shaking off my weekend coma Put on my backpack and reached in for my... [Hook] Sunglasses & Advil, Sunglasses & Advil, Sunglasses & Advil Last night was mad real (x2) [Verse 2: Julius Luciano] I’m in my bed hungover, I put on my shades before the light sets in Like the hat of a coal miner, I’m light headed I woke up with a stripper on my lap man What she was doing can't even consider a lap dance Last night I was ramming in that kitty My dick was examining that kitty, call it cat scan I brought a lot of kegs, she brought her best friend She in college man, she got the best head She a henny sipper, her friend's a titty licker She was bottle fed, her friend was breast fed Now where’s my Advil, head heavy, anvil Like I carry 10 times my weight, I know how ants feel I’m disorientated, ironically, I become More of a colorful person the more I get faded We party hard on some Project X shit Only way I get arrested with my... [Hook] [Verse 3: Kenny Siegel] Last night was mad real 'n, I was mad chillin' Feeling on bad chicks, call that a bad feeling It was full of glass filling Full of acting the fool and ass, full of ass feeling What’s ass for a feelin I woke up using a girl’s ass as my pillow Condom on, I don't know who I smashed but it’s still on Trynna figure out who’s number this is on my headboard Why am I wearing a bra like a eye patch over my head for I don’t get it, I'll admit it I don’t remember much, but these chicks won’t forget it Guess we acted a Eeyore cause girl's sleepin' on the floor On my couch I see 3 more, they fucking up my décor But as soon as they awake, part 2 is on We gon' misplace our remotes, we gon' lose control I’mma tell one my children on my pride and joy And since I won't, you can swallow my pride, enjoy! [Hook] [Verse 4: Andrew 'Dice' Dinero & (Demetrius Capone)] Hey, we the only sober niggas but we can’t go to sleep (We remember everythang man you ain’t gonna believe Nothing but scattered ass, dames on they knees) Doing sick thangs that they try to blame on the E (Bitches saying, I don’t know what came over me) That was me, when I fucked around and came on her cheeks (Yeah it’s looking like we trynna film Hangover 3) Bitches on the track try to run the train on me (Ice had the models) Luci had the ice and the bottles and the cups Plus, Kenny had the herb lit (But it all started when Dice told the first bitch Come here, damn you got ass ma You assmatic, I’m a crack addict, ask why) But then told her you look mean in that coach You mad fly, that’s why they all brought they ass by [Hook]
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